Rosie Songtext
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Each morning's a slow thaw
Pacing back and forth
Here in my current state I'm chasing something more
Pacing yourself, breaths at a time, keeping stride with traffic outside
Bracing yourself, steps at a time. Things you grasp, they tear at you now
Short breaths at a time
Small steps at a time
Walking up to the same endless scenes day after day
Scrambling to your feet to the sounds of your cell door slamming shut
A careless king is walking absent of a queen
Throughout the leaning towers peasants keep their balance overhead
Therefore everything is balanced
But a shape under the castle keeps me constantly distracted
Nothing feels real
Nothing to feel
The world is not black and white. It's grey
She must be dead
Pacing back and forth
Here in my current state I'm chasing something more
Pacing yourself, breaths at a time, keeping stride with traffic outside
Bracing yourself, steps at a time. Things you grasp, they tear at you now
Short breaths at a time
Small steps at a time
Walking up to the same endless scenes day after day
Scrambling to your feet to the sounds of your cell door slamming shut
A careless king is walking absent of a queen
Throughout the leaning towers peasants keep their balance overhead
Therefore everything is balanced
But a shape under the castle keeps me constantly distracted
Nothing feels real
Nothing to feel
The world is not black and white. It's grey
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